The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1887-09-09
make The Long Death cry like that2s"

make The Long Death cry ike that.
| shouted at them. "Here, pull UP
my trousers and zee where the COW
ardly Sioux shot powder into my legs.
Pull off my boots and find where the
Cheyennes applied the fire sticks.
Did / weep like q woman? Go ask
them. And when you ask that, in
euire who killed the Black Eagle, Red
Horse, Big Mountain, Great Buffalo
and Black Feather. They will tell
you, The Long Death.
But for the presence OF tour or five
chiefs I should have done for on the
spot, SO excited were the young men.
BY this time Seweii had regainea his
senses, and was sobbing and wailing
again, and they went back to their
sport. A warrior approached him
with q sharp knife and slashed him in
fifty different places, each cut being
deep enough to be painful, but none
of them very serious. The gush OF
blood soon turned the man into q
horrible looking object, and several
times he would have tainted had they
not had water at hand to throw over
him. He had screamed so loud and
long that his voice was now entirely
gone, and the only sound he could
utter was a groan. He had long seem
ed unconscious OF my presence, and
was glad OF this. 1 do not think he
was in his full senses after the burn
ing. After the warrior had cut and
slashed with his knife he fell back to
give place to another. This second
one meantto do finer work. Hemeant,
as a first move, to cut the victims
tongue out, but as he reached for it
with his left hand Sewell snapped at
him like a dog, got the black hand
firmly between his jaws, and then
there was a grand uproar. Every
body enjoyed the fix the Indian was
in, and whenever he motioned as if
he meant to use his knife they shouted
to him to give the victim fair play.
Sewell held to HIM for fully FIVE min
utes, decorating the hand like a
bulldog, and then three or four war
riors seized him and made him let go.
The bitten warrior relinquished the
knife to another and during the next
quarter OF an hour Sewell suffered the
loss OF his nose, ears, fingers and lips.
He shrieked out i'll agony when his
nose was sliced off, but after that he
never ever groaned, and / consoled
myself with the nope that he was
dead. The Indians finally became
satisfied that they could get no more
"fun'' out Of him, and he was scalped
and the faggots at his feet were iighted
TO consume the body.
My time had come. There was Q
grand yell from every warrior rs the
two guards led meto the stake. How
did / feel? Well, / was rccklessly DIES
perate. hated to 90 without hav,
there was no other way, l gave then
Il tongue flashing. / called them WON
en- and towards; | cited fictitious
cases, when one hunter had licked Sly
OF them; ! dared and defied them te
do their worst. l had them worked
up until they fairly screamed for my
blood, and l reasoned that the tor
ture would not last long. | wa:
stripped of every vestlge OF clothing
bound hand and foot to the stake
and, as III the engineers case, two
warriors made ready to shoot powdei
into me They were loading their guns
when, out from the heavy growth o
cottonwoods behind the camp, cam
a line OF forty men on q run, and jus
III the rear of them seventy-five arm,
troopers. Isaw the men before an.
one else in camp. Indeed, they wer
not pistol shot away when the alarm
vas given. 1t was the quickest anc
bloodiest fight on record. Six OF tn
dismounted men pushed straight TO
me, knowing was likely to be ki'let
by some savage, and ! vas cut ZOOS
and a revolver was given to ME befor
the fight al hardly on. In ten min
utes not a living buck was lett in camp
We killed twenty-five and the res
broke out OF reach. Seven or eigh
old men, nine or ten youngfellows on
six squaws were likewise killed. w
captured n%inety-two ponies, q erea
lot OF powder and lead, several hur
Gred dollars worth OF robes, an
dealt the tribe q blow it never reco>
cred from. What we could not Cal
ry away we burned, and not al art
Gle they could make useful was left.